Aaaargh! Damn you, seemingly peaceful universe!
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Having had explored a number of extra-Solar systems without any luck, the citizens of Barnard's Star Colony X-1 became accustomed to celestial isolation; the only colonized planet in the known Galaxy beside Earth. The 'Earth Mobile Fleet', comprised of three inexperienced 'Hyperion M-1' class Missile Cruisers and one 'Thunder' class Anti-missile defense escort, has been put on permanent guard of Earth while their neighbors in Barnard's Star were defended only by a company of ground troops. A company of men to protect 20 million colonists... Thankfully, there were no incidents and our mining operations were booming. Our Geo-Team had found hundreds of millions of trans-Newtonian materials deep within the planet, rocketing Colony X-1 to a new-found economic utopia. Factories gradually surfaced on X-1 as a trickling flow of increasing wages and scientific breakthroughs made X-1 more and more valuable to the Terra Imperium. Soon X-1 will achieve the stability needed to produce its own fleet of defensive ships. As a new defensive fleet will soon be in the region, Earth's government sends the EMF (Earth Mobile Fleet) to explore a new Jump Point found 5 systems away, hoping to discover a new X-1 equivalent to colonize.
But, of course, the Gods of Random Generation are fickle and filled with spite... Just we are to inaugurate the X-1 Defense Fleet, the idiots in Joint-Survey Team 1 break through to an unexplored system on the opposite side of the long jump-gate chain leading to X-1 and Earth... In little time, the crushed wreckage of Grav J-1 and Geo J-2 are floating aimlessly in space while the people of X-1 are dieing en masse via thermonuclear annihilation. Too late, the Earth Defense Force reaches the burning husk of what was once our most promising colony. Even the corpses of the dead are gone, the entire surface of the planet glassed over and the very soil turned crystalline.
Captain's Log: Year 3042, Month 7, Day 3.
Geo-Spacial Locator: Escape pod outside of 'Hyperion' 003's wreckage - Earth orbit
Note to self, and all commanding officers:
Luck, Chance, Fate, and Nature are a family of complete and utter assholes. Don't leave your colonies undefended, as hostile aliens will choose that moment to race towards our home system out of dozens, and annihilate our entire species without prior warning during the previous 42 years. The truth is out there; and here, well, I'm going to die in a floating tin can.